Chapter 178 I raised my husband in ancient times (67)
After hearing this, Mother Lin's chest heaved violently, and the jade bracelet on her wrist creaked as it pressed against the table.
After Lin Chaomu said this, he took Jiang Tang's hand and stood up.
"Mom, please be patient. I want to accompany my wife to purchase wedding supplies."
Before leaving, Jiang Tang turned his head and met Mother Lin's eyes.
Those eyes were completely different from the ones she was familiar with before.
It's less simple and dull, and more turbid, which makes people feel uncomfortable when they look at it.
Jiang Tang smiled at her, turned and left.
There were only two people left in the front hall.
Cen Qinglu gritted her teeth and looked at Mother Lin with tears in her eyes, wanting to cry.
"Auntie, it took Brother Lin twenty years to finally find the person he was looking for. Now that she is back, won't it be Qinglu's turn to accompany you in the future?"
When Mother Lin heard this, a look of helplessness and coldness flashed in her eyes.
"Silly boy, how could I let you waste these twenty years in vain."
"Auntie, whether I can marry into the Lin family is a trivial matter, but my father said that if Brother Lin doesn't marry me, he will let me marry into the Zhennan Prince's Palace, oh oh oh... then only Brother Lin will be left in the court. , my father and brother will definitely be inclined to suppress King Nan, Brother Lin will be alone and helpless. Thinking of this, Qinglu's heart aches. Brother Lin has worked hard for twenty years to plan. If Jiang Tang is destroyed, I will really not be reconciled to Brother Lin and you. ! ”
A layer of frost gradually appeared on Mother Lin's face. She clenched the top-quality ruby ring between her thumbs in her right hand and spoke with a cold voice.
"I won't let her disappear for no reason twenty years later and come back to ruin Ziqing's future, never."
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Three days before the wedding.
Lin Chaomu was called to the ancestral hall by Mother Lin. The Lin family ancestral hall was moved from the family tree after Lin's mother returned to her hometown. The three generations of the Lin family were passed down alone, but there are more than a dozen ancestral tablets placed in the ancestral hall.
Lin's mother knelt down on a soft cushion and chanted sutras. Lin Chaomu walked in and offered a stick of incense to his father and grandfather.
"Mother, why are you calling me?"
"Ziqing, come here and kneel down."
Lin Chaomu frowned slightly, but still knelt down next to Mother Lin.
Mother Lin opened her eyes and put down the beads in her hand.
"Ziqing, you are the only heir of the Lin family and the prime minister of the current dynasty. Because of you, all the ancestors of the Lin family were included in the national genealogy of Da Qi. The village we lived in before was rebuilt. All the villagers here will benefit from your shadow and live a prosperous life.”
Lin Chaomu raised his eyes and looked at the incense burner in front of him and said in a deep voice.
"They are grateful for your care, but my son still remembers that the reason why he left the village was because they were expelled."
Mother Lin sighed.
"Look at the past dynasties, which prime minister has not even had the hometown of his ancestors? I am also doing this for the sake of your reputation. What if the villagers know that you are a very popular minister, but do not give them any benefits and slander you everywhere? It’s good.”
Lin Chaomu lowered his eyes.
"Who cares about all this, mother, you know it in your heart. I only know that when you were seriously ill, it was not the villagers who helped you, but Jiang Tang. I was so poor at that time that I couldn't even afford to go to college. I got up early and worked hard day and night. It was not the villagers who paid for me to study, but Jiang Tang and you. The money that helped me along the way to the imperial examination was not given by the villagers, but earned from the braised vegetable restaurant Jiang Tang left behind."
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Lin Chaomu paused, looked at the last signs on the altar table, and sneered.
"So, from your son's point of view, mother, if you really care about your son's reputation, don't let your son be a treacherous villain."
(End of chapter)